The massive organ hung from her hips, thick as a mans arm and about as long. She daydreamed of fucking the new upstart just absolutely full of her div...ne jism, her cock starting to fill up with arousal at the thought of hate-fucking her problems away. But she knew that wouldn't work, directly confronting another goddess in her weakened state she would just lose. Plus she wasn't an evil goddess, and neither was this new one, Nemma. In fact, they were so close to one another's purview's the. I'd been taking birth control since my fourteenth birthday, literally. I'd been a late bloomer in the menstrual department, so Daddy had wanted to make sure I was a little older, a little more grown up maybe, before deciding I was old enough to take care of myself. He could be a little strange that way. So, on my 14th birthday, before cake and ice cream, he'd taken me to a gynecologist friend of his. A client, actually, since my dad's a lawyer and he'd handled the guy's divorce.Apparently there. I moan around Owner's cock as i arch back, trembling happily asi'm filled fore and aft.The stranger strokes into me, fucking me deeply as Owner continuesto fuck my mouth. The stranger grips my hips and pulls me back,each man setting up his own rhythm, leaving me rocking betweenthem, my entire body trembling. The stranger reaches around anddown between my thighs where he strokes my button, tormenting andteasing my throbbing hard clit.Owner lets go of my hair as His strong hands grab my breasts. Before I give you or your investigator access right now—as next of kin, you'd have access later, by the way—I want to verify that you are indeed an amnesiac."I grimaced with effort and finally said, "I don't remember his name." I chuckled. "But his name is not tied to my amnesia. I just don't remember the name of the doctor who treated me. Call the hospital in Ely; there's only one hospital. And ask for the doctor who treated Coach John Windom after I was struck by lightning. You can call my.